For NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo 2016 – Day 9 (to prompt)
The prompt: “Today, I challenge you to write a poem that includes a line that you’re afraid to write. This might be because …. But it should be something that you’re genuinely a little scared to say.”
When we prod the rising snake
Curled tightly around the globe,
Watch scales slither over scales,
With little space between,
As it gathers more unto itself
And prepares to strike,
Can we unwrap the coils of greed?
The tight bands
Wound around the world’s neck?
Shake the silent beast
And shout “Enough!”?
Will we release its hold
And, if we do,
What will take it’s place?
Is that the fear from which we hide?
Or do we feed it’s power
Believing we are actually gaining ourselves?
Hah! The illusions that we build,
Face upon face,
Sand upon sand,
Time upon time.
Maybe the serpent has swallowed us already…
© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane